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Ty-ty

Hello everyone! This clusterfrak comes to us from “MM.” Let’s listen in…

“Wanted to share my tale of woe.

The date: Nov. 16.  The train: Green line in Chicago.

During my morning commute, I boarded the usually crowded train to find… an available seat!  Oh happy day!  I passed the usual crowd huddled by the door on my way to this rare treat of a seat.  As I turned to sit, the train suddenly lurched and I was thrown off balance.  By reflex, I grabbed for the pole which was right in front of me.  Alas - my fingers felt only the texture of cheap White Sox jacket fleece.  I didn’t have a chance.  Pathetically I fell backward, stepping on an innocent bystander’s foot and HITTING MY FRICKING HEAD on the pole behind me.  Thanks jerk.  Now people are getting mild concussions and fractured toes because of douchebaggery like yours.

I attach a photo of the DB in violation of common courtesy and of the moment he was too ty-ty to lean anymore.”

Sweet ginger brown, MM. That sucks fat donkey dick, and so does this guy. Thanks for sending this in and I can just feel the sympathy from all our readers as humanity slides further into a PLD dystopia.

Oh yeah, this guy’s shoes were his big attempt to appear more attractive to the gender of his choosing. Unfortunately, he was unable to raise the rest of his game… and he probably hangs out near the American Girl Store, just by chance. Ass.

Sweating Gravy

Our next product of considerate parenting comes to us from our old pal “Foolhunter.” Let’s hear all the nice things he has to say about this so-called-human-being:

“Just when you thought the Klumps were a distant memory, this couch of a woman buried the pole in backfat while blocking the aisle with her flabby gut. She blocks other passengers just like cholesterol blocks her arteries. Do us all a favor and walk next time, fat-ass.”

Insensitive? Yeah, probably most definitely. Did it make me laugh? Guilty.

I gotta wonder what her hand is doing near her face here? Digging for treasure. Lord, I hope so.  BTW, we’re totally into The Biggest Loser TV show here. That doesn’t really have anything to do with anything. I’m just sayin’.

Oh yeah, she probably buys all your presents at Dominick’s and then turns her nose up at getting a gift with a Marshall’s gift receipt. Ass.

laaaaid back

Ok. So it’s probably not Reggie Jackson. Maybe Mike Singletary has let himself go. Who knows?  What we do know is this shot comes to us from “foolhunter” on the Green Line. Let’s hear what he has to say…

“This douche was too busy plotching his gum and leering at obese women to realize that he was blocking both pole and aisle. Stay classy, Green Line riders!

-foolhunter”

Plotching? I love it! Thanks, foolhunter. Keep ‘em coming.

Oh yeah, this guy probably isn’t going to take your team anywhere near the playoffs. Ass.